239: The Condensation of Blood Luck [II]

"Meng... Brother Meng... Division... What about the tribe..."Compared with Meng Xiwang's calmness, Xiao Xia's stunned tone flowed out of a surprise that would detonate at any time.

Knowing his brother very well, Meng Xiwang was a little gloomy, and tried to change the topic: "It's okay if you're okay, the two of us should be far away, plus a little cultivation, I picked up a life..."

"I didn't ask you this, I asked you about the tribe?!!!"

As expected, Xiao Xiao's roaring voice was almost hoarse.

Facing his younger brother who was on the verge of collapse, Meng Xiwang could only lower his head, and then shook it gently.

"All dead?"

Meng Xiwang nodded.

"None of them survived?"

Meng Xiwang nodded again.

"Did the Skywing Clan do it?"

Meng Xiwang froze for a moment this time before nodding.

Xiao Sha: "......"

Silence, silence is somewhat terrifying.

Xiao Sha, who lowered his head, didn't say a word, and his body kept shaking like a severe typhoid fever.

"Xiao Sha, that..."

"Why are you so calm?"

"Huh?"

Meng Xiwang just wanted to talk, but Xiao Xiao spoke.

In the gloomy tone, there was the smell of gunpowder that could explode at any moment.

"I ask you why you're so calm?!!"

The gunpowder exploded.

The roar of the little ugly echoed through the mountains of the horizon.

Meng Xiwang looked at his younger brother, his dirty face full of tears.

Ah, if there is anything clean in this world, it may be only tears.

"I don't know. ”

Meng Xiwang turned his head sideways and said with some guilt.

It should be said that it looks a little guilty.

For some reason, deep in my heart, I don't have any feelings.

...

Seeing Meng Xiang here, he already had a number in his heart.

Meng Xiwang's insensitivity is not because of desperation, but because...

I really don't know if he is lucky or unlucky.

He lost his entire tribe today, but he got the opportunity to turn the tables and become a hero of the continent.

He didn't want to witness the sacrifice anymore, and he was numb. But the price is the loss of all the people he has always cherished, and he no longer even has the feeling of sadness.

...

"Why, big brother, are you so calm! Everyone is dead! You were killed by the Tianyi Clan!"

Facing Xiao Sha's hazy teary eyes, Meng Xiwang felt as if his heart was blocked.

No matter what feelings there are, they will be annihilated the moment they appear.

It's like I don't have feelings in the first place.

"Forget it... I don't want to say anything to you!"

Forcefully wiped a handful of tears as if he was going to crush his eyeballs, Xiao Xiao struggled, stood up with a sword, and without a leg, he relied on a sword and limped forward.

"Where are you going?" Meng Xiwang was a little worried.

Xiao Xiao's body trembled slightly, stopped, turned half of his face sideways, and said with a little resentment: "I'm going to go to the Tianyi Clan for revenge!"

"Are you crazy?"

Meng Xiwang was shocked, and hurriedly stumbled up and grabbed him.

Xiao Sha, who was missing a leg and had exhausted his true yuan, was already difficult to keep his balance, and when he was pulled like this, he suddenly fell to the ground with a pop.

"You want to seek revenge on the Celestial Wings? Are you crazy? Can you beat them? They just blow on you, they can crush you, you..."

"So what?!!!"

Facing Meng Xiwang's cold tone, Xiao Xiao grabbed his collar in a frenzy and pulled him down.

At close range, what Meng Xiwang saw was hatred in his brother's bloodshot eyes.

"Everyone is dead! Everything we are guarding is gone! Being crushed by those Tianyi clans like stepping on a weed! Don't you hate it, big brother? Why do we live like this? Why can't we resist?!"

This is not venting, but a formal questioning.

Xiao Xiao's shoulders couldn't stop shaking.

He gritted his teeth and muttered unwilling words.

"Why... Just because we are weak? Just because we are ants? I don't care, I'm fed up with losing, I'm fed up with grief, even if I'm an ant, even if I'm defeated and die, I'm going to take revenge! I want those gods, heavenly wings, and totems to know that we're weak, even if we lose, even if we die, we have backbone!"

He pushed Meng Xiwang away, got up with difficulty, and walked forward without looking back?

"Big brother, if you still want to be a coward, you should be, I will resist! I would rather die than live like a louse again! I will avenge my people. ”

Even if he lost a leg, Xiao Xia's steps were still so firm.

This is... The back of a person who knows that he will die, but also wants to challenge upward.

Faced with such a small ugliness, Meng Xiwang's heart throbbed slightly.

Calmly, in the air with the smell of blood, Meng Xiwang glanced at Jing'er's corpse next to him.

“......”

Calm, the peace of mind as if it were dead.

But what's going on with this fighting spirit?

In the chest, something that had replaced emotion began to burn.

Meng Xiwang found that there seemed to be something different in his body.

This is...

"We didn't lose. ”

"Huh?"

The sudden words stopped Xiao Xiao's steps.

Xiao Xiao was a little stunned.

This tone is completely different from the calm just now.

Xiao Shou swore that he had never heard his eldest brother speak in such a tone in his life.

Go back.

Xiao Xiao saw that Meng Xiwang, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly raised his head.

In the dark eyes, the eyes that used to look like dead people no longer existed.

Vermilion's fighting spirit is burning.

"You..."Xiao Xiao looked at Meng Xiwang blankly.

If it weren't for sure, Xiao Xiao would definitely not believe that his eldest brother would show such an expression.

"Xiao Xiao, don't say anything like you will lose or die..."

Slowly getting up, Meng Xiwang's calm face was depicted with thick blood.

"Remember, little ugly! They are strong, but they have never won. The proof is that we're alive! We're weak, but we've never lost. The evidence is also... We're alive!"

Meng Xiwang's aura changed all of a sudden.

Xiao Xiao looked at Meng Xiwang blankly.

In the past, although the eldest brother was also very indifferent, it was more to hide the pain in his heart.

And the eldest brother at this moment is like a warrior who is ready to be generous at any time.

Warrior?

Xiao Xiao has never seen this kind of thing, let alone thinks that his eldest brother is very similar to this kind of thing.

Xiao Ugly's instinctive feeling, eldest brother, Meng Xi looked at him, and something seemed to have changed inside.

And at the same time.

"Well said!"

At the moment when Meng Xiwang finished speaking, a familiar woman's voice sounded on the side!

...

Meng Xiang, as a bystander, saw this, and changed from doubt at the beginning to conviction.

Meng Xiwang is changing.

His changes were calm, not like himself, making a lot of noise, but like a jar of wine, fermenting silently.

So, Scarlet Luck chose him.

Meng Xi looked at him, not because the tribe was blown away like ants.

In fact, his change is not even because of the tribe.

His change is because of his blood luck.

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